It's just a little joke... :)
It had been a really long day - the case hadn't gone down terribly well and I had practically been laughed out of court. I found myself in my office, wondering what I was going to do tomorrow. I was supposed to be good at this - how could I have lost such a simple case?
Maybe it wasn't my fault. I mean that other guy, my opposition - I had been told that his bark was worse than his bite but I wasn't so sure anymore.
I looked at the whisky on the rocks on my desk and wondered if drinking it was the right thing to do. I gave in to the temptation and drained the glass, like those animals in the dodgy bars. I sighed. It was all getting a bit rough for me.